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Wednesday Night Warpath

[Fade in.]

[Funky sits in his locker room, and Inferno walks in.]

Inferno: So you ready for your match bro?

Funky: Ready, of course I'm ready, Dan Easton is going down tonight, and If
renfield bothers to try anything, that punk ass is going down too.

Inferno: Well you sound ready, so good luck bro, Im off to the skybox.

Funky: Thanks Bri.

[Inferno walks off as we fade out.]

[The lights start to dim, and a spotlight goes crazy throughout the crowd. The titon-tron starts to go black, and there is a huge explosion of red, and gray pyro on the stage. Music, slowly starts to play.]

"St. Anger 'round my neck...
St. Anger 'round my neck...
He never gets respect...
St. Anger 'round my neck..."

[Faces start to flash across the screen. It starts off with Canis Lee, Darkest Dark, Tony Floyd, "The Xtreme Ikon" Shannon Storm, "The Icon Killer" Wrec Hannibal, ?The Living Legend? Chris Saint, "Vicious" Vic Venom, "Ruthless" Wally Renfield, Maniac, Blade, Plague, Jack Duncan, Terence Harris, Chris Cannon, "The Paragon" Trent Mathers, Ice cream Maker, Breadman, BW, Lonewolf, The Reaver, Deke Rivers, Chris Slayton, Damien Rage, Dan Easton, Dragonwulf, ?Nightbringer? Ryan Corey, Jayzon Cage, Nick Kelly, and finally Dante.]

You flush it out, you flush it out...
St. Anger 'round my neck...
You flush it out, you flush it out...
He never gets respect...

[The championship titles then flash across the screen, first the SWF Heavyweight championship, with Wally Renfield, then the SWF Sadistic championship with Dan Easton, SWF Tri-Cities champion Darkest Dark, and finally the SWF tag team championship titles vacant.]

Fuck it all and no regrets...
I hit the lights on these dark sets...
I need a voice to let myself...
To let myself go free!
Fuck it all and fuckin' no regrets...
I hit the lights on these dark sets...
Medallion noose, I hang myself...
St. Anger 'round my neck...

[Lee throws the steel chair down and picks up Venom and whips him hard into the steel steps, Lee poses for the crowd and smirks as he walks over to Venom again and picks him up and goes to hit his head into the steel steps.. Venom elbows Lee in the chest and grabs his head and slams it into the steel steps.. Lee's head bounces back and Venom climbs onto the steel steps and dropkicks Lee into the other set of steel steps as he trips over them and lands awkwardly on his back.]

[Blade starts getting lashed with several meaty forearms, Issac then whips Blade across the ring and he runs after him delivering a body avalanche crushing Calib Wallace. Galweigh shows off a bit as Blade gets to his feet, Issac attempts a clothesline but Blade nails him with a Savate Kick taking him down as Blade goes for the pin.]

[Tony Floyd lift's Trent up and sets up for a suplex. Trent reverses in mid air with the go behind, lifts him for a back suplex. Tony' lands on his feet, spins Trent, toe kick, gut wrench.......... BOMB FROM HELL! BOMB FROM HELL!!!!!!! He goes for the cover.....]

I feel my world shake...
Like an earthquake...
It's hard to see clear...
Is it me? Is it fear?

[Renfield starts climbing the ladder only to have the Maniac move underneath him and put him in a firemans carry position. He then hits a DVD on Renfield, just barely missing the prone body of Shane Anderson. The ladder stays standing, despite all of the events to make it topple and Maniac sees it standing from his position. Maniac gets up, and walks over to the ladder. He grabs it, and folds it up.]

[Ulfric pulls himself across the mat, as Saint struggles to hold him back. Just as the Champion is about to reach the ropes, his opponent breaks the hold... but continues his grip on the foot, landing a leg drop onto the lower portion of Ulfric, driving his legs and knee into the mat.]

I'm madly in anger with you...

[Doughboy pulls out the Kitchen Sink and slides that into the ring as well to Breadman. Breadman picks up Venom who hits him with a couple of shots to the gut, Venom going for the Venom Blast onto one of those Baking Trays. But Breadman pushes him off and grabs the Toaster and swings it.. Connecting with the head of Venom and knocking him out of the ring bleeding from his face..]

And I want my anger...
to be healthy...
And I want my anger...
just for me...
And I need my anger...
not to control...
And I want my anger...
to be me!

[He climbs up behind Wrec and Wrec throws two sharp elbows into Blades ribcage. Blade pulls his right hand all the way back and brings his forearm right down across Wrecs face. He then locks Wrecs head securely under his arm and pulls him up and over, dropping back with a TOP ROPE BUZZSAW! The Holy Shit chants echo through the arena.]

[Saint finally knocks the fans back and picks Deke up, and throws him on top of the table. Saint goes back by the ring and grabs the can of gasoline and matches as the man in the mask watches on. Saint goes back over the barricade and by Deke. The matches are set down, and the can is lifted up. Saint pours the gasoline all over Deke Rivers, and that action brings the man into the sea of the fans to watch it. Saint grabs the box of matches, lights one up, drops it on Deke, and Deke begins to be a fiery blaze!]

And I need to set my anger free...

[Wrec lifts Botti up and slings him into the barricade. Botti yells out, as his back is full of pain. Wrec then picks Botti up and drops Botti's throat onto the barricade. Botti begins to cough up blood after the throat drop, and that's much to the pleasure of Wrec. Wrec then begins to climb the cell and gains rest, as he watches from on high the struggling Calvin Botti.]

Set it free...

[There are huge explosions coming from the top of the ramp, and also inside the ring. Pyro colors being red, black, and gray. Smoke comes out of the turnbuckle posts, and disappears into the crowd!]

[As the music dies down, one final still images is shown on the screen, the image is of Dan Easton holding the SWF Heavyweight title high above his head.]

Jimmy Peckman: WELCOME LADIES AND GENTLEMEN TO THE ATWOOD STADIUM, IN LOVELY FLINT MICHIGAN!!!!!!

Larry Dots: There is nothing lovely about Flint Michigan.

Jimmy Peckman: If you missed last week, you are in for a surprise, Dan Easton nocked off long time SWF Heavyweight champion to become the new champion in what was one hell of a fight.

Larry Dots: Yeh but that was kind of over shadowed by the two WfWA title matches also held last week.

[Clip of Manifest Destiny's, Seth Maverick picks Dough Nut up off the mat only to send him crashing back into it with a Tilt-a-whirl inverted DDT. Maverick cover.]

Jimmy Peckman: Manifest Destiny came into town and took out T.I.N.Y. moments before the entire SoE came out and trout slapped the young stars.

[Clip of Dough-Nut being slapped with a trout by the members of SoE, followed right after by a clip of Darkest Dark meeting the same fate at the hands of the SoE.]

Larry Dots: And lets not forget Judas nearly upset Terrence Thompson for the international championship.

[Twister springs from the top rope landing his signature 450 head butt on Judas.]

Jimmy Peckman: But we have even more great action ready for you this even. Why wait any longer, lets go to the ring.

[Bronz waits in the ring.]

[The Mortal Kombat theme by the immortals plays out loud as the arena lights die down to a chilling blue, and Black Ice walks out and straight to the ring, where he jumps and flys over the ropes and into the ring, he turns towards his manager Ice Warrior and bows, before turning to his opponent and bowing.]

***Summary***

[Black Ice came ready for a fight, and dominated the match from the get going. Bronz tried to make a come back, but it was Black Ice taking the victory with a surprise Zero Degrees on Bronz.]

Jimmy Peckman: Welcome to Another Exciting Warpath and we have a hell of a lot of great matches coming up.

Larry Dots: Yes but first before we get this underway one of the well known Wrestlers of SWF.. Dough-Nut has put together a video to tribute the late and great star and Former Hardcore Champion of SWF Breadman!

[The lights darken and the Sadistron lights up as the camera's focuss on it to give a full screen view as it shows a picture of Breadman posing as "Hero" by Mariah Carey plays over the speakers]

There's a hero
If you look inside your heart
You don't have to be afraid
Of what you are
There's an answer
If you reach into your soul
And the sorrow that you know
Will melt away

[The Scene changes to a shot from Breadman Piledriving Vic Venom into the Stovetop to win the hardcore title and then cuts to him holding up the hardcore title in front of all the fans cheering for him]

And then a hero comes along
With the strength to carry on
And you cast your fears aside
And you know you can survive
So when you feel like hope is gone
Look inside you and be strong
And you'll finally see the truth
That a hero lies in you

[The Scene changes to Breadman being interviewed with his "Fluffy Bunny" title over his shoulder and Doughboy by his side..]

Breadman: Let me ask you a question.. Do you like toast?

Interviewer: Whats that gotta do with anything?

[Then it shows Breadman hitting the interviewer with the rolling pin of justice and poses]

It's a long road
When you face the world alone
No one reaches out a hand
For you to hold
You can find love
If you search within yourself
And the emptiness you felt
Will disappear

[Shows Breadman hitting the Bakers Dozen on all the opponents that he faced one by one. And Deke Rivers throwing water on him to pick up the win..]

[Shows Breadman posing in the middle of the ring as the fans cheer for him and then him lieing down on the matt bleeding after a ruthless match but still getting back up]

Lord knows
Dreams are hard to follow
But don't let anyone
Tear them away
Hold on
There will be tomorrow
In time
You'll find the way

[Shows Breadman getting hit with his own rolling pin of justice by Carbon the man posing as Breadman and knocking him out cold and then the EMT crew coming out as Doughboy slams the matt and tears roll down his face..]

[The scene finally changes to a image of Breadman posing with some words underneath it..]

Breadman
08-05-1954 - 07-14-2004

Truth, Justice.. and Crumbs to Everyone!

*Then all of a sudden there is a flicker on the sadistron and the words start to change..*

Breadman
08-05-1954 - ??-??-????

Justice is nearly here....

[Then a loud booming Super Heroic voice booms over the speakers..]

Voice: Justice, a word that has been thrown around needlessly around this federation. SWF was once a home to some great men.. proud men. But now it has all turned to Cinders and EVIL runs through it's veins. It is nearly time for the return of something so great that you will all have to pose for it.

But One man must know his destiny has already been chosen and the path of the riteous one will knock him back down from the depths of Hell from where he once came. That man.. is Dan Easton the heavyweight Champion of SWF, the man who once took something from me.. my soul. He may not have it now but a piece of that cockiness still lives within him. And soon SWF will be regained to it's rightful place in history. For Now... Dan Easton will be left.

But.. not forgotten..

I will return..

[the sadistron fades out and the initials UB are stuck on the sadistron.. as the lights go back on]

(The Scene opens up backstage as SWF Backstage interviewer Jason Beck is in the locker room of the worlds youngest wrestling tag team T.I.N.Y. Darkest Dark dressed in his black ring atire with mesh shirt sitting down on a couch with Dough-Nut next to him wearing a T.I.N.Y. shirt with his Dough-Nut black pants on and wrestling boots ready for his match in the first main event. Beck is sitting down in a chair facing the young wrestlers.)

Jason Beck: Hi I'm Jason Beck and I'm here with the youngest and smallest wrestlers that I have ever seen and they are here in SWF. Joined together by who knows what.. they are Darkest Dark and Dough-Nut collectively known as T.I.N.Y. or Tiny..

Dough-Nut: Not everything about us is Tiny Beck..

Jason Beck: Right okay.. this is a family show you know so keep it down guys..

Darkest Dark: Come on Beck.. where only Kids.. haha..

(Dark and Dough-Nut burst out laughing but Beck doesn't see the funny side of it..)

Beck: So you guys faced the WWA Tag team champions but unfortunately like most other teams didn't come out on top but you still gave it a good fight.

Dough-Nut: A Good fight yeah.. I mean come on lets just face it here, they pulled out Darkest Dark out of the match and got me already double teamed and used numbers to pull us down. If thats what WWA Champions are.. well count us out of being those kinda champs. We want Championships that mean something.. like the SWF Tag team titles..

Beck: Well FDF did formally hold those titles and still should, what do you think about the fact that they could be legally entilted to get those titles off you even though you win them.

Darkest Dark: Beck, How little do you know.. ha ha..

(Dark and Dough-Nut laugh at the pun that Dark made.. Beck still doesn't seem to be getting it..)

Darkest Dark: What you have got before you is not only the king of all darkness and the kid who kicks more ass than Mr T in the A-team..

Dough-Nut: And by the end of the night.. Dark here will be holding more Gold than Mr T around him, he'll have so much bling bling that you might mistake him for a bad rapper.

Beck: Riiight.. So how do you guys feel about the match coming up, worried about anyone or anything?

Darkest Dark: Why would we be worried?. We flow better together than any team... we have Good.. and EVIL. I mean it's like the Ying and the Yang. We are a complete tag team not like these other ones out there. FDF had there time in the light they should move onto bigger and better things. Funky is trying to get that Heavyweight title now that Renfield is out of the picture.

Beck: So you think that if Wally had the title Funky wouldn't win it?

Dough-Nut: We are talking about a guy who dances around like a geriatric old man to hold a world title.. come on.. it's common sense.

Beck: Should we expect anything outrageous from you guys for your match this week?

Darkest Dark: Well lets just say that we are going to do to Kalamazoo what we should have done to Manifest Destiny. Sending a message out to all the tag teams that think that can come into SWF and get the titles.. that they are just wasting there time and should move on to something easier..

Dough-Nut: Yeah like the Tri-Cities title...

(Dough-Nut cracks up laughing and Dark punches him in the arm and shoots him a EVIL look..)

Darkest Dark: Just coz I've got more gold than you!

Dough-Nut: Hey I could get any gold if I tried.. I could be world champion right now. I mean who do I have to beat?.. Dan easton.. Paa leeeasseee..

Beck: Okay lastly Dough-Nut.. We saw in your tribute to breadman that there was some kind of interference.. could this be someone posing as Breadman.. or is he not dead?

Dough-Nut: This interview is over..

(Dough-Nut walks out of the locker room as both Beck and Dark just watch him walk off.. Dark pulls some tarot cards off the shelf and turns to beck..)

Darkest Dark: hey you wanna do a tarot card reading?

Beck: Sure..

(Dark turns over the first card and it's the death card.. Dark laughs as Beck nearly shits himself.. as the scene fades out..)

Jimmy Peckman: Now that was erie...

Larry Dots: I'd say.

Jimmy Peckman: Scorpion is already set in the ring, so we must be ready for our next match.

["School�s Out" by Alice Cooper blasts throughout the arena and the lights fade off.]

Well we got no choice
All you girls and boys
Making all that noise
Cuz you found new toys

[A bright spotlight appears at the entrance way where BW and his partner Lone Wolf appear. In Lone Wolf�s right hand, he carries a red duffel bag.]

Well, I can�t salute ya
Can�t find the flag
That don�t suit ya
That�s a drag

Schoooooool�s Out�for�the summer

[BW and Lone Wolf take one step forward and the ring lights up with a dark green light.]

Schooooool�s Out�for�ever

[BW and Lone Wolf take one more step forward and dark blue light also lights up the ring.]

Schoooool�s...been blown� to pieces

[The lights in the ring begin dancing and flickering wildly and BW sprints down the entrance towards the ring. He slides into the ring and perches himself on the far turnbuckle while raising his fists to the sky. Lone Wolf casually walks to ring side applauding his partner.]

Jimmy Peckman: And here we go!

*** Summary ***

[This match went back and forth for well over 20 minutes. Neither man was gaining any sort of advantage on the other, Scorpion nearly had BW on several occasions but Lone Wolf saved him. Scorpion was basicly fighting two men, and getting no where fast. Nearing the 22 minute mark, Scorpion surprised BW with "The Sting"...]

PECKMAN: BW IS LAID OUT!!! Scorpion can taste victory!!!

[Scorpion attacks BW from behind, attempting to lock him in an STF, aka�"The Poison�s Effect." BW struggles, giving his partner Lone Wolf just enough time to grab a valued item out of the red duffel bag. Out of the bag, Lone Wolf pulls out a shiny monkey-wrench with the initials "BW" in the handle. Rolling into the ring, Lone Wolf comes up behind Scorpion. WHACK!!!]

DOTS: Well, it doesn�t look like it, but there�s your winner, by disqualification, Scorpion!!!

[Scorpionfights back to his feet as BW and Lone Wolf quickly exit the ring. Scorpion stands in the ring staring out at BW and Lone Wolf, Scorpion grabs a mic.]

Scorpion: So LoneWolf, Darkness Dark, or you Inferno Kid. I said if you have a problem come meet me in the ring after my match, well come on.

[Everything Louder than Everything else starts to play as Inferno runs down to the ring. Inferno gets in the ring and grabs the mic from Scorpion.]

Inferno: Yes Scorpion, you were not expecting me to be here huh? Well I am and I have got a problem with you, but you know what, it aint personal.

[Inferno drops the mic, and kicks Scorpion in the gut, before pulling him onto his shoulders, and hits the Mexican Stretch buster.]

Inferno: Now LoneWolf, what the hell is wrong with you pal, I mean you aint got nothing to say after I destroyed you leaving you lying motionless in the ring. You may be the number one contender for the Tri-cities title, but get something straight here pal. I am not going to let you destroy this title, like you did with the tag team titles.

Darkness Dark, you may be fighting for the tag titles this week, but by god, when I get my hands on you, you will no longer be the Tri-cities champion. That is going to be me, now if you have any problems with it, I'm here, so come on.

[Inferno drops the mic and waits for a reaction.]

Peckman: Inferno has just called out LoneWolf and Darkness Dark.

Dotts: Yeah but them must be agreing with Inferno, none of them seem to have a problem with him.

Zorana Blair: Our next match is schedule for one fall with no time limit and is for the SWF Sadistic Championship.

Zorana Blair: Introducing first, WICKHAM CHAMBERS!!!!

["Desert Rose" by Sting begins to play over the PA, as Wickham Chambers makes his way to the ring.]

Zorana Blair: And his opponent, JUDAS!!!!

[Nothing...]

Jimmy Peckman: Well this is odd.

Zorana Blair: His opponent, JUDAS!!!!

Larry Dots: Where is Judas?

[A few seconds pass after his name is announced. No music starts, no one is standing at the entrance way. It appears as if he�s not coming to the ring, until a woman in her 50�s pushes a wheelchair out with Judas sitting right in it. He�s not in any wrestling gear, in fact, around his neck he�s wearing a collar.]

Jimmy Peckman � �What�s this all about? I haven�t heard anything about Judas being injured!�

Larry Dots � �Can�t you see that the man is suffering!?!�

[The woman, who appears to be a nurse, pushes Judas and his wheelchair to the very end of the aisle where they sit right in front of the ring. Wickham Chambers stands in the ring looking completely confused.]

Jimmy Peckman � �Last week Judas came very close to winning the WWA International Title, but in the end it was Twister who pulled out the victory ... But I didn�t realize he was injured in the progress of the match.�

[The nurse walks to the side of Judas, takes his hand, and helps him to his feet. His face shows a man filled with horrible pain, and that appears obvious to everyone when he almost falls over when standing up. Judas takes a few moments to gather his strength and then walks the ring steps to enter the squared circle. He�s handed a microphone very quickly as he steps very slowly into the ring.]

Larry Dots � �It�s a miracle that he can stand! PRAISE THE LORD!!!�

Jimmy Peckman � �It DOES appear that Judas suffered some sort of neck injury... he also is having trouble standing, I almost wonder if he suffered a severe stinger in his neck.�

[Judas can�t even stand in the center of the ring ... he has to lean against the ring ropes for support as he looks across the ring at his opponent for tonight.]

Judas � �WIckham, I�m afraid that our match for tonight will NOT be happening.�

[Many in the crowd boo, but a large number seem happy that they won�t have to see Judas wrestle tonight.]

Judas � �What I believe that means for you Mister Chambers, is that you ... by default ... are the NEW SWF Sadistic CHAMPION!! Congrats on a job well done!�

Larry Dots � �What sportsmanship by Judas!�

Jimmy Peckman � �It appears we have a new Sadistic champion, but he won without even having a match.�

Judas � �Ladies and gentlemen, the reason you seem me in so much pain today ... the reason you see me with a neck brace ... it�s because of ONE PERSON!�

Larry Dots � �I knew Twister was no good!�

Judas � �That man is DAN EASTON!!!�

[The crowd seems shocked that Judas said the name of the heavyweight champion, and not Twister.]

Judas � �After my match with Twister last week .. a match that I was WINNING until that fat devil worshipper Dan Pollaski interfered ... Dan Easton decided to come down to the ring to make some kind of point with Twister. Dan Easton came into this ring, tossed me from the ring with no regard for my well being, and attacked the man that I had just lost too. Dan Easton�s reckless behavior was the cause for the injuries I suffered.�

Jimmy Peckman � �But all Dan Easton did was tossed him from the ring!�

Larry Dots � �And look what that did to Judas! You don�t lay your hands on a man of God anyway!�

Judas � �I fell and hit a part of the floor that was NOT covered with a ring mat. The force of my impact caused damage to my neck, damage that may never be repaired. Dan Easton is responsible for my losing the SWF Sadistic Title tonight... because I am unable, and I am not even CLEARED by doctors to wrestle! Mister Easton, you attacked me from behind, after a match. Because of that attack I may NEVER be able to wrestle again. I hope you�re happy. I hope you enjoyed tossing me from the ring in that reckless way ... because that little �toss� will cost you EVERYTHING!!�

Jimmy Peckman � �What did he mean by that?�

Judas � �Earlier today I spoke with my attorney. What this means to you Dan, is that you will be sued for a very large sum of money. Frankly, because you�ve taken my LIFE away from me, I will take whatever I possibly can from you. Be prepared for the courtroom match of your life ... and in this fight, you can�t just toss people around.�

[Judas drops the microphone and slowly leaves the ring under the help of the nurse, and now the referee.]

Jimmy Peckman � �What an amazing turn of events tonight! If you�re just joining us, Judas was unable to compete tonight due to injuries suffered last week from Dan Easton. Judas is now claiming that he will sue Dan Easton for all he�s worth ... PLUS, we�ve got a new champion because Judas couldn�t wrestle tonight ... �Desert Rose� Wickham Chambers is our NEW SWF SADISTIC CHAMPION!!!�

Larry Dots � �How can you talk about a championship belt after this? Judas may never be able to wrestle again because of Dan Easton! What was Dan thinking anyway? You don�t attack a man of God and get away with it!�

Jimmy Peckman � �We shall see just what transpires from these events, but it appears that Judas is very serious about suing Dan Easton... but we�ll have to wait to see exactly what happens.�

[Chambers remains in the ring, holding the title and looking at it, asking himself �It cannot be this easy, can it?�]

[And about that time, �The Desolate� by Anthrax begins to blare and all around the arena the heavy guitar riffs announce the entrance of SWF�s newest big gun by the name of Bryan Allen Desolation.]

Larry Dots- Bryan Allen Desolation is in the arena tonight! And he is going to grace us out here in the ring for the first time!

Jimmy Peckman- �Bryan showed up last week with contract and ego in hand, recruiting a couple of fans that he is looking to do his dirty. Albeit he is a talented man, is that the type of stuff we want in the SWF?

Larry Dots- �Does it matter? Hell yeah we want those type of guys!�

Jimmy Peckman- �I guess the real question is exactly why is he coming out to ringside at this moment?�

[Chambers is in the ring, confused. Slowly but surely Bryan Allen Desolation enters, showing off his appearance for all the fans to see as he slowly walks out to the rampway, a microphone in his hand as he is all smiles for Chambers.]

[The music dies down and Bryan begins, pointing towards the ring.]

B.A.D: �You know, I just had to come out here tonight, for my very first time on SWF television and say wow to you Wickham Chambers. Last week you impressed me with your debut win, and today, you walked right into the Sadistic championship. Very, very impressive.�

[Chambers mounts the top turnbuckle in the ring, looking on with slight emotion.]

B.A.D: �So I must say this, maybe, just maybe you are impressive enough and now fortunate enough to be my tag team partner!�

Larry Dots- �What an offer!�

Jimmy Peckman- �Is this guy serious? Who an ego! Walks out here un-announced and tells Wickham Chambers, an impressive rookie, that he might be good enough to tag with him?�

[Chambers resides in the ring, smiling as the boos start to echo all around. He makes one gesture, and that is a simple shake of the head, sending a clear �no..�.]

[But Desolation isn�t interested or really paying attention. He drones on.]

B.A.D: �Actually, before I am completely convinced that I should consider you for my tag partner, I may need to see you in some real action. Against a real opponent that can prove it to me. Heck, I should face off against you tonight.�

[Chambers begins to shake his head, disappointed. Desolation continues to smile, believing himself to be a genius right now.]

B.A.D: �And while I am at it, being we are all here looking for a Sadistic title match anyways�why don�t we make it for that title?�

[Desolation shrugs from the rampway, suggesting that it is a good idea. Chambers shrugs from the ring, and the ref looks at Chambers who nods.]

DING, DING!!

Jimmy Peckman- �I think that�s a signed match! What a way to kick off a career, suggesting your own match at an opportunistic moment!�

[Desolation tosses on his shirt and runs into the ring with a full head of steam. Chambers meets him as he gets to his feet and the start the go ahead knock around. Desolation with a stiff shot from his elbow sends Chambers reeling and Desolation follows it with a power slam. Chambers quickly back up and Desolation follows with another.]

Larry Dots- �The physique on this guy is only bested by his power in the ring. Amazing!�
[Chambers gets up again, holding his back in pain. Desolation irish whips Chambers across the ring and telegraphs his next move, definite ring rust. Chambers with a boot to the face, follows it with a dropkick. Desolation drops back into the turnbuckle and Chambers shoulders him in the gut before lifting him up on the turnbuckle.]

Jimmy Peckman- �Wickham Chambers not wasting any time in moving towards the high risk, here, setting up B.A.D on the turnbuckle post.�

Larry Dots- �No point in wasted time. Judas and Bryan�s jaw jacking wasted enough time already.�

[Chambers hammers Bryan in the head several times before himself moving to the top rope. He sets up for a Suplex but Desolation is quick to avoid, grasping the turnbuckle with his back leg and responding with shots to the head of Chambers. Chambers counters with a block and a shot of his own, however Desolation counters again with an eye rake and then boots Chambers in the gut, kicking him off of the top.]

Larry Dots- �Chambers eats dust, bouncing off of the mat.�

[Desolation steps up and leaps off from the top rope as Chambers gets back to his feet and hammers him with a spinning heel kick, also known as the DESOLATOR!]

[The crowd groans.]

Jimmy Peckman: �Bryan calls this his finishing move, the Desolator and Chambers slides from the ring to the outside of the ring.�

Larry Dots- �A high impact move and this Bryan is one amazing athlete to watch!�

[Desolation follows Chambers outside of the ring and irish whips him into the turnbuckle post before sliding him back into the ring. Desolation mutters something to the ref and then begins to climb the turnbuckle again. Chambers begins to stumble up and Desolation leaps off and in mid air aims for a Tornado DDT but Chambers has it very well scouted and counters into a Northern Lights Suplex that bounces Bryan�s head off of the mat.]

Larry Dots- �Ouch!�

Jimmy Peckman- �Desolation didn�t see it coming!�

[B.A.D. is up fast but is back down again from a clothesline and then two snap suplexes. No cover, Chambers works right on Bryan�s upper body with a clean armbar submission. Bryan is quick to check it, working to his feet where he snaps his arm away and boots Chambers in the side. Bryan hammers Chambers a few times with right hands and then irish whips him, coming across for a headlock but Chambers uses his speed and hits a very quick Tornado DDT that he calls the Desert Rain.]

Larry Dots- �B.A.D hits the mat again! I don�t think this is the way he imagined his debut would be!�

[Chambers eggs Desolation up, again not looking for any cover because now he has a point to prove. Desolation gets to his feet slowly as two men begin running out�]

Jimmy Peckman- �There are some men coming to ringside, here��

Larry Dots- �Those are those two idiot fans Bryan recruited!�

Jimmy Peckman- �And security are right on their tails.. Hopefully they can stop them in time and this impromptu match can end cleanly.�

[The security is close to them, however the fans, aka �Assholes� Chris Fredericks and Eddie Johnson are particularly fast and slide into the ring with a steel chair in Eddie�s hands. Chambers is very aware of this and kicks the chair into Johnson�s face and boots the larger Fredericks out of the ring with no problem.]

Larry Dots- �I guess that is why you are supposed to hire real guys to do your dirty work. Not some piss ass fans.�

Jimmy Peckman- �They aren�t wrestlers, but they did bring chairs into the ring!�

[The ref calls for the bell, the match is off because of these two goons and Chamers gives the ref a glance.]

Jimmy Peckman- �I guess it is the right call to make, considering.�

Larry Dots- �We could have had much worse. Lame call!�

[Chambers taunts them a bit as Desolation has had enough time to catch his breath. Chambers turns, Desolation hits him with a quick spinning forearm and hits him into the corner. Desolation grabs the chair, sits it up and takes a rest of it as he chokes out Chambers with his boot to his throat in the corner. He has a microphone tossed to him.]

B.A.D: �Fine, you asshole. You could have had the greatest tag team partner in the world, but NOOO, you had to go and fight back. Was it worth it just for that little title that you have held for like ten minutes?�

[Desolation kicks him in the face.]

B.A.D: �I hope so.�

[Desolation stands, smiles, and kicks the poor man again, sliding out of the ring after that and walking straight to the back, never turning around once.]

Jimmy Peckman- �Well, that man truly is a bastard.�

[Scene fades to the back, and we find ourselves staring at Dan Easton dressed in Black casual shorts, a red bowling style shirt, and black leather sandals. Black Oakley sunglasses rest on Dan's face as the newly acquired SWF Heavyweight title rest comfortable on his lap. In the seat next to him is Jason beck in his regular casual attire. Apparently this week Jason has gotten himself a sit down interview with the SWF Heavyweight champ.]

Jason: Lets do this shall we?

Dan: I've been waiting for you to start talking for 10 minutes now.

[Jason put off by Dan's attitude quickly searches his questions for a good one.]

Dan: Come on sparky I ain't got all damn day here.

Jason: Err, agh, okay... Last week we saw as you claimed the SWF Heavyweight title...

Dan: Yeah just like I said I would. Wally Renfield is a has been never was. Frankly he doesn't deserve to be in the same ring as me as a ref let alone as a wrestler. But what's your question here?

Jason: Well okay, what makes you so damn cocky?

Dan: What makes me so damn COCKY? Really?

Jason: Yeah!

Dan: Have you not seen me wrestle?

Jason: Yes...

Dan: And you still ask such stupid damn questions?

Jason: I don't think...

[Jason is cut off by Dan.]

Dan: See that is your problem Jason, you just don't thin period, just like half the damn roster of SWF or even WfWA for that matter. When you watch me wrestle you know beyond a shadow of a doubt that you are watching the greatest technical wrestler to ever have lived. You are watching the god damn main event, the biggest damn star ever to step into the squared circle. But what makes me so damn cocky?

Jason: Yes?

Dan: Why don't you go find that female officer and ask her what makes me so damn cocky, there sparky, or hell ask any of the hundreds of ladies that have had the pleasure of being taken to a great place.

[Jason grimacing knowing full well Dan has taken this down the wrong road at some expense to him.]

Jason: That was not what I was referring too...

Dan: No shit Sherlock, I sure hope you are not trying to find out about the old family secret.

Jason: No that was not where I was going at all...

Dan: I know what you meant sparky. You think because I am the biggest damn wrestler to ever step into the SWF that can actually wrestle that I already assume I am the greatest damn thing going... well you know what sparky, I don't assume anything, I know full damn well that I am the greatest damn thing in the entire Alliance not just this shit whole called the SWF.

Jason: Okay then... Moment ago we saw a little video segment dedicated to Breadman interrupted by an unknown person, who basically stated he would be coming for you. What are your thoughts on this?

[Dan shakes his head in obvious disgust.]

Dan: You know sparky when you are the greatest thing low life never was wrestler try to ride on your coat tails. Guys like Funky, Renfield, Breadman, none of these guys could wrestle there way out of a paper sack let alone actually win in a true wrestling match against me.

[Dan leans forward to show off a scar on his forehead still holding a few stitches.]

Dan: Guys like these need to use chairs to try and get the job done and still fail at their attempt. Guys like these should be washing the mats at the end of the night, not wrestling on them before the show is over.

Jason: Those are rather harsh words.

Dan: Do I look like your neighbourhood nice guy sparky?

Jason: Actually no, you have a point there.

Dan: Frankly there is not a soul in the SWF that deserves to be in the ring with me, and the really sad part is they all know it.

Jason: Okay what about Judas, and the injuries you cause him last week?

Dan: Who?

Jason: Judas, the man you threw out of the ring before your brutal attack of the WfWA International champion Terrence Thompson?

Dan: Oh, the useless bible humper, I mean thumper. You know what, if he can handle a simple tumble out of the ring then he had best go take up badminton or something a little easier, I am sure his church has a weekly bridge meeting he can get it on. He wants to sue me for everything I have, let him go right ahead and try.

[Dan leans forward and reaches around behind him. As he sits back once more he pulls his wallet out with the hand that was behind him. He open his wallet pulls out a twenty dollar bill and hands it to Jason.]

Dan: Why do you go see that he gets this, I am sure it is more than he has seen in his wrestling career.

Jason: Come on now!

[Jason takes the twenty from Dan.]

Dan: Yeah you are right. Make sure he gives you a five and a ten back, I shouldn't over pay him.

Jason: Oh please?

Dan: Please what?

Jason: You know what I mean.

Dan: Yeah I know exactly what you mean sparky.

[Dan gets up, grabs the twenty dollar bill back from Jason.]

Dan: Damn you are harsh, but you're right even five dollars is too much for that pathetic piece of shit. This interviews over.

[Dan walks out of view as he sets the heavyweight title over his left shoulder. The scene fades back to ring side.]

Zorana Blair: The following main event is for the Vacant SWF World tag team titles.. introducing first from Kalamazoo, Michigan.. with a combined weight of 421lbs... KALAMAZOO KAMIKAZEE'S!

*The Crowd await the arrival of the new tag team as "Purple Haze" by Jimmy Hendrix plays and "Hot Shot" Jimmy Guest comes out followed by his tag team partner Mike Leone to the cheers from the crowd. They make there way to the ring and climb in and await there opponents as the music dies down..*

Zorana Blair: And there opponents.. with a combined weight of only 295lbs... They are the worlds youngiest.. quickest.. and sexiest Tag team... Darkest Dark and Dough-Nut.. Totally.. Insane.. New YOUTH!.. TINY!..

*The Lights darken... and then the
Sadistictron lights up showing stunt acts.. like
motorcycles jumping over burning cars.. people putting
there heads in lions mouths.. etc..
and then it cuts out..
YOU CALL THAT INSANE??

THIS.... IS INSANE!

Then it cuts to shots of Dough-Nut and Darkest Dark
doing high risk moves on people outside the ring and
nailing them, hitting them with Steel chairs and
jumping through tables that are on fire and getting
back up.

A big explosion goes off and the lyrics start..

You thought you were gonna change me..
You thought you were gonna break me..
Well I'm here to tell you now..
T I N Y.. is back in town..

Darkest Dark and Dough-Nut aka T.I.N.Y. walk out from
the back holding our arms up to cheers from the crowd
wearing T.I.N.Y. t-shirts over there wrestling gear
and slowly make there way to the ring slapping hands
with the fans on either side as the song continues..

The Bigger they are the harder they Fall..

You can't keep us down at all..

Were Too Fast... Too Strong.. Too Great For Y'all

You Wet Your Pants when you hear the Call..

And you Thought we were just Small...
Say it.. TINY... So TINY.... TINY.... Ti ti ti TINY

Dark and Dough-Nut get in the ring and climb up
opposite turnbuckles as it continues..

Dough-Nut and Darkest Dark...

There 2 Kids to Hit the Mark..

There gonna make the Spark and Burn You down..

Make you look like a Stupid Clown..

EVERYBODY SING IT NOW

WHERE THE ONES TO BRING IT NOW!

TINY.... TINY..

The crowd starts chanting TINY TINY.. along with the
song then Dark and Dough-Nut take off there shirts
throw them to the crowd and jump down as the music
dies out and they High 5 eachother.. as TINY explodes
on the sadistron with one large explosion.*

Larry Dots: And another over elaborate entrance there from the young kids..

Jimmy Peckman: Hey these are young kids who could kick your ass easily!

Larry Dots: I wont deny it!

*The Bell rings and Dough-Nut and Dark do paper, rock, scissors to see who goes in the ring first.. Dark is the loser as Dough-Nut pats him on the head much to the disgust of Dark as Dough-Nut takes his corner. Dark starting out against Mike Leone the bigger of the Kalamzoo's. Dark slowly makes his way towards him, Leone just laughing at Dark who is almost a foot smaller than him, Leone turns his back to Dark shaking his head talking to his partner when Dark runs up behind him and taps him on the shoulder, Leone turns around for a clothesline which Dark ducks under holding Leone's arm and springboards off the ropes and arm drag takedowns Leone to the cheers from the crowd..*

Larry Dots: Great move there by Dark against the bigger Mike Leone but he has to keep him down!

*Leone stunned onto one knee as Dark rebounds off the ropes and kicks Leone in the face with a Shining Wizard Kick. Leone is down as Dark grabs him by the arms and drags him over to the TINY corner, Dark tags in Dough-Nut as they pull Leone up and whip him against the ropes.. Leone comes back for a double clothesline but both TINY members duck under it and dropkick Leone in the back as he goes flying over the ropes crashing to the ground.*

Jimmy Peckman: wow these TINY guys may be small but they are proving it right now they can take out the best of them.

Larry Dots: yeah and Dough-Nut can't even get alcohol!

*Guest charges into the ring as Dark leaves out of the ring to go to leone, Guest grabbing Dough-Nut and turning him around and hitting him with a left.. and getting him against the ropes.. Guest goes for a whip against the other ropes but Dough-Nut Reverses it into a hurricanrana and Guest slams into the matt the ref getting right onto him as he gets back up and telling him to get out of the ring. On the outside meanwhile Dark picks up Leone and walks over to the steel steps and slams his head into it. Leone falls back holding his face as the ref is back telling Dark to put Leone back in the ring and he does so with a smirk on his face..*

Larry Dots: Good tactics there by dark to wait till the ref has his back turned to use the furniture to best effect..

Jimmy Peckman: Thats what it's there for..

*Dough-Nut grabs Leone and pulls him into the middle of the ring and signals to the crowd and rebounds off the ropes and hits Leone with a Shining Elbow Drop.. The Icing On The Cake. Dough-Nut going for the cover..*

1..

tw..

Larry Dots: Guest breaking the count there and I think that Kalamazoo don't know what they have got themselves into..

Jimmy Peckman: Can you blame them?.. looks can be deceiving..

*Guest stomps on the back of Dough-Nut as the ref tries to pull him off but he just shrugs the ref out of the way who hits the ring turnbuckle and drops to the ground. Guest picks up Dough-Nut and sets him up for a DDT, but Dark comes running and leaps off Dough-Nut's back and hits Guest in the face with a spinning Leg Lariat.. Guest falls back as Dark goes on the attack stomping on Guest.. Dough-Nut slowly getting back up as does Leone, Leone rolls out of the ring as Dough-Nut goes after him.. Leone grabbing Dough-Nut and whipping him hard against the guard rail. Meanwhile in the ring.. Dark grabs Guests legs and goes for a slingshot with his throat under the bottom rope choking him a bit more as the crowd cheer them on..*

Larry Dots: look out Jimmy.. they are coming this way... this could get messy!

Jimmy Peckman: And I just got a new shirt!

*Leone pulls Dough-Nut over to the commentators table and slams his head into it and starts knocking off the monitors clearing stuff out of the way.. and then places Dough-Nut on top of it.. Leone climbing on top of the table as well as he sets up Dough-Nut for a version of the last request.. Dark inside the ring pulls Guest into a corner and shoulder charges him against it.. the ref starting to come to.. then.. Dark runs over to the turnbuckle closest by the table.. as Dough-Nut gets lifted up in a crucifix position and then slides down and locks Leone into a Reverse DDT.. Dough-Nut seems to be signaling for something.. holding 2 fingers in the air..*

Larry Dots: This could be there finisher.. 2 sizes too small...

Jimmy Peckman: What a name...

*Dark dives off the top rope and then nail 2 Sizes too Small through the Commentators table as Leone's head gets driven through the table by Dough-Nut with the assistance of Dark.. Dark helping Dough-Nut back up as they pull Leone back into the ring. The ref getting back up.. Guest Dazed in the corner Dough-Nut slides into the ring and makes the cover on Leone..*

1..

2..

3!!.

*Dough-Nut throws his arms up in celebration as Darkest Dark jumps up and down the ref handing them both the SWF World tag team titles.. Dough-Nut getting back up to his feet.. Leone completely unconscious as Guest slowly comes back to his senses.. and gets back up to his feet Dough-Nut and Dark celebrating too much to notice.. Guest sliding out of the ring and grabbing a steel chair and sliding back in.. Guest charges at Both Dough-Nut and Dark with the steel chair as all of a sudden they both turn around and slam the tag team titles into the chair slamming it into his face and busting him open.. as he staggers around for a bit and then collapses on the ground.*

Jimmy Peckman: T.I.N.Y. Are the SWF WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS!..

Larry Dots: They may be small.. but today they walk tall like Champions!

[The arena lights go out as a blue strobe light flashes around the crowd, as a drum beat hits in.]

Wasted youth! Wasted youth!

[spoken]:
I remember everything!
I remember every little thing as if it happened only yesterday
I was barely seventeen, and I once killed a boy with a Fender guitar
I don't remember if it was a telecaster or a stradacaster
But I do remember that it had a heart of chrome and a voice like a horny
angel
I don't remember if it was a telecaster or a stratacaster
But I do remember that it wasn't at all easy
It required the perfect combination of the right power chords
And the precise angle from which to strike
The guitar bled for about a week afterward
And the blood was sough dark and rich, like wild berries
The blood of the guitar was Chuck Berry red
The guitar bled for about a week afterward, but it rung out beautifully
And I was able to play notes that I had never even heard before
So I took my guitar, and I smashed it against the wall
I smashed it against the floor
I smashed it against the body of a varsity cheerleader
Smashed it against the hood of a car
Smashed it against a 1981 Harley Davidson
The Harley howled in pain, the guitar howled in heat
And I ran up the stairs to my parents' bedroom
Mummy and daddy were sleeping in the moonlight
Slowly I opened the door, creeping in the shadows
Right upto the foot of their bed
I raised the guitar high above my head
And just as I was about to bring the guitar crashing down
upon the centre of the bed, my father woke up, screaming " Stop!"
"Wait a minute! Stop it boy! What do ya think you're doin'?
That's no way to treat an expensive musical instrument!"
And I said: "God damn it daddy!
You know I love you, but you got a hell of a lot to learn about rock 'n
roll"

YOU WILL BE FUNKED OUT!!!!!!!!!

[A guitar breaks in as red and blue storbe lighting hits the arena.]

Wasted Youth!!

[The Guitar breaks louder as a light blue haze starts to fill the entrance way.]

Wasted Youth!!!

[With an explosion of red, and blue pyrotechnics hits the stage as Funky walks out holding a hydrolic gun.]

I know that I will never be politically correct
And I don't give a damn about my lack of etiquette
As far as I'm concerned, the world could still be flat
And if the thrill is gone, then it's time to take it back
If the thrill is gone, then it's time to take it back

[Funky shoots up some t-shirts into the crowd.]

Who am I? Why am I here?
Forget the questions, someone gimme another beer
What's the meaning of life, what's the meaning of it all?
You gotta learn to dance before you learn to crawl
You gotta learn to dance before you learn to crawl

[Funky fires one more t-shirt into the crowd, The crowd laughing as one of the balls unfolds itself, and the T-shirt flutters down into the waiting arms of a lucky fan.]

So sign up all you raw recruits, throw away those designer suits
You got your weapons cocked, your targets in your sights
There's a party raging somewhere in the world
You gotta serve your country, gotta service your girl
You're all enlisted in the armies of the night
And I ain't in it for the power, and I ain't in it for the health
I ain't in it for the glory of anything at all
And I sure ain't in it for the wealth
But I'm in it till it's over and I just can't stop
If you wanna get it done, you gotta do it yourself
And I like my music like I like my life

[Funky sets the hydrolic gun down and makes out to the ring slapping the hands of the fans on the way down.]

Everything louder than everything else, everything louder than everything else
Everything louder than everything else, everything louder than everything else
Everything louder than everything else, everything louder than everything else
Wasted youth! Wasted youth! Wasted youth! Wasted youth!

[Funky jumps onto the ring apron and poses, and does a little dance to the cheering crowd.]

They got a file on me and it's a mile long
And they say that they got all of the proof
That I'm just another case of arrested development
And just another wasted youth

[Funky jumps onto the top rope looking back to the entrance way before jumping into the ring with a back sumersault.]

They say that I'm in need of some radical discipline
They say I gotta face the truth
That I'm just another case of arrested development
And just another wasted youth

[Funky runs to one corner and jumps up and signals to the cheering crowd.]

They say I'm wild and I'm reckless, I should be acting my age
I'm an impressionable child in a tumultuous world
And they say I'm at a difficult stage
But it seems to me to the contrary
Of all the crap they're going to put on the page
That a wasted youth is better by far than a wise and productive old age
A wasted youth is better by far than a wise and productive old age
A wasted youth is better by far than a wise and productive old age
A wasted youth is better by far than a wise and productive old age
A wasted youth is better by far than a wise and productive old age
A wasted youth is better by far than a wise and productive old age
If you want my views of history then there's something you should know

[Funky turns around and leans across the top rope.]

The three men I admire most are Curly, Larry and Mo!
If you don't worry 'bout the future, sooner or later it's the past
And if they say the thrill is gone, then it's time to take it back
If the thrill is gone, then it's time to take it back

[Funky waves out his opponent.]

So sign up all you raw recruits, throw away all those two-bit suits
You got your weapons cocked, your targets in your sights
There's a party raging somewhere in the world
You gotta serve your country, gotta service your girl
You're all inducted in the armies of the night
And I ain't in it for the power, and I ain't in it for the health
I ain't in it for the glory of anything at all
And I sure ain't in it for the wealth
But I'm in it till it's over and I just can't stop
If you wanna get it done, you gotta fight for yourself
And I like my music like I like my life
Everything louder than everything else [repeats out]

[As the music fades, Funky nods and awaits his opponent to come out.]

PECKMAN: Funky has been at Easton�s tail for a few weeks now. There is a lot of tension between the two men and it seems to be coming to a head right here.

[A slow melodic guitar riff begins to play over the loud speakers]

### It seems so hard... ###
### To stay so positive... ###
### I know how it feels... ###

[A single red spot light fires up on the entrance way as the music picks up slightly.]

### It just takes time... ###
### Somethings got to give... ###
### Don't let the negative... ###
### steal the blue out of the sky... ###

[Music picks up more as Dan Easton in a red and white singlet, red wrestling boots, and a single red elbow pad on his left elbow steps through the ropes brandishing his newly won SWF Heavyweight Title.]

### Don't leave it all behind... ###

[Dan begins to make his way to the ring in his ever so cocky way.]

### This is Life, this is it... ###
### It's not everything you want... ###
### It's everything you can't believe in... ###
### It's not worth leaving... ###
### Yeah this is life, once again... ###
### It's been knocking at your door... ###
### You ought to let it in.. ###
### It's not worth wasting, it's time you faced it... ###

[Dan makes it to the ring and slide in under the bottom rope and rises to his feet. As the music dies down Dan prepares to do battle.]

PECKMAN: The newest of the new SWF Heavyweight Champions, following the likes of Wrec Hannibal, Chris Saint and �Ruthless� Wally Renfield.

DOTS: Renfield�the same Renfield that will be coming out in just a second�

[The whole arena goes pitch black and the crowd grows silent. "Welcome To My Nightmare" by Alice Cooper begins to play through the audio systems.]

Welcome to my nightmare
I think you're gonna like it
I think you're gonna feel, you belong...

[A single red spotlight and a single green spot light begin shining just at the top of the entranceway.]

We sweat and laugh and scream here
Cuz life is just a dream here
you're gonna feel at home, cuz you belong...
Welcome to my nightmare...whoa oh oh oh

[The entranceway become completely illuminated by a string of white lights dancing wildly as the pace of the song picks up. Renfield emerges from the backstage area.]

Welcome to my breakdown...
I hope I didn't scare you
that's just the way we are...when we come down...

[Renfield begins to walk down to the ring the ring and the red and green spotlights follow him. He hops onto the ring apron and steps inside, making his way to the center of the ring.]

We like to laugh and scream here...
Cuz life is just a dreeeeeeaaaam...here...
You know inside you feel...right at home...here...
Welcome to my nightmare...
Yeah...welcome to my nightmare...yeahhhh...
Welcome to my...

[A blaze of fireworks begin blasting, starting at the beginning of the entranceway and making its way down towards the ring. The whole display is topped off with shower of sparks emerging from the four ring posts. 2 of which are red and 2 of which are green opposite of each other. Finally, all the lights in the arena turn back on.]

BREAKDOWN!!!!

PECKMAN: Renfield�the man who up until one week ago was the Sadistic Wrestling Federations heavyweight champion.

DOTS: Maybe even more importantly, Renfield, who was completely undefeated in SWF competition up until last week. Peck, that�s a span of over 7 months that the man went without losing!

[Easton and Funky start walking towards each other, talking trash back and forth. Just as they�re about to lock up, Renfield slides between them, pushing them away from each other.]

PECKMAN: What�s he doing? The crowd is aching to get this match started!

[Renfield looks to the side of the ring and waves his hand causing a bell to sound.]

DOTS: He was simply getting the match started off the right way, Peck. The match hasn�t started until the bell has rung, correct?

[Finally, Renfield takes a step back and lets Easton and Funky lock up. Easton gets the advantage first, backing Funky into the corner. He gains an even stronger advantage with a knee to the stomach and follows it with an elbow to the back of the head which sends Funky down to one knee. Quickly however, Renfield slips in and pushes Easton back away from Funky.]

PECKMAN: Renfield needs to quit the BS and just let these two men fight.

DOTS: You can�t blame the man for trying to maintain order in the ring. Maybe the professional referees should take notes.

[Renfield steps out of the way which leaves Easton wide open to a spear by Funky. Funky jumps back up to his feet and awaits Easton who regains his footage. The two men lock up again, but Funky maneuvers himself behind Easton. Easton spins, attempting a haymaker, but Funky dodges. With a kick to the midsection, Funky hooks Easton�s arms and legs and takes him down with a compact DDT.]

PECKMAN: That�s the Disco Floor! He�s going for the pin!!

[Funky covers Easton�]

1
2
Kickout!

PECKMAN: VERY quick count by Renfield. What�s he trying to accomplish in there?

DOTS: You must be high on crack or something. That was a perfectly suitable count.

[Funky gets to his feet and stomps Easton as he tries to get back to his feet. Funky grabs Easton by the hair, but Easton slaps his hands away and executes a beautiful jawbreaker. Funky staggers backwards and Easton charges towards him, taking him down with a strong clothesline. Funky back up to his feet very quickly and charges at Easton, but Easton counters with a hard power slam.]

PECKMAN: My how the momentum has turned! Easton�s going to the top rope!

[Easton quickly gets to the top rope and leaps off, connecting with a moonsault.]

PECKMAN: Easton just landed his High Time! This should be over!

[Easton hooks the leg and stares at Renfield who does nothing but stare back.]

PECKMAN: What�s Renfield doing! Why isn�t he counting???

DOTS: It�s pretty obvious that Funky must have a shoulder up already. Renfield does not want to diverge away from the rules book.

[Easton shouts angrily at Renfield who does nothing but shake his head and stand there. Easton finally jumps to his feet and gets in Renfield�s face. Renfield holds his ground and begins to shout back. Behind Easton, Funky gets back to his feet.]

DOTS: Easton better watch out! Renfield is NOT his opponent!

[Funky swings Easton around and hit�s a perfect Manhattan Drop. Easton staggers backwards and Funky charges, taking him down with a swinging neck breaker!]

PECKMAN: Funky is looking very good right now!

[Funky himself decides to climb to the top rope, but Easton does his best to get back to his feet. Easton knees over and Funky leaps off, taking Easton down with a great rocker dropper.]

PECKMAN: Rocker dropper! That move is devastating!!! Funky�s going for the pin!!!

DOTS: This just might be it!

[Funky goes for the pin and Renfield immediately starts to count�]

1
2
3!!!!

PECKMAN: That�s it! It�s over! Funky got the win!

DOTS: I don�t think it�s over, he�s asking for a microphone.

Funky: Now, you all just witnessed the future of the SWF, Dan Easton I just beat you for the win fair and square, now since I just beat you, the Heavyweight Champion of the SWF, now its time for you to act like the Champion, and give me a rightful shot at the Heavyweight title on the next SWF Warpath.

[Renfield grabs the mic.]

Renfield: Now wait a minute. Funky, Easton cheated me out of my title, last week. You may have beaten Easton tonight, but that means nothing I am the former champ, and I want my rematch, every champion gets one so its just fair.

[Funky grabs the mic off Renfield.]

Funky: Wallace, I don't care if you want a rematch, I just beat Easton tonight, in a none title match therefore I have deserved the right to become the number one contender for the SWF Heavyweight title.

[Easton is handed a mic from ringside.]

Easton: Wait just a god damn minute you two wonder mutts...

[Easton cracks his neck as Renfield and Funky, who looked ready to do battle with each other turn their attention to Easton.]

Easton: Just because you beat the champ in a pretty damn fast count, and just because your the ex-champ who can handle losing, doesn't mean either on of you automatically get a match with.....

[The Lights begin to flicker.]

[A man in a cloak who attacked Renfield several weeks ago is walking down
the aisle. The three men in the ring are confused as to what to do. The cloaked
figure points at Easton and Renfield. The figure slides into the ring and
Funky, Renfield, and Easton forget their quarrels and move together in a defensive
position on the opposite side.]

[The figure holds out his hands inviting the men to come and gets some. Funky
shrugs and charges. The figure slams into Funky with a superkick that sounded
more like a ball being hit by a baseball bat. Renfield then moves in...]

[The figure swiftly reaches into his coat and pulls out a sledghammer. In one
motion the hammer finds it's target on the head of Renfield. Blood instantly
pours down the face of the former champion.]

Jimmy Peckman: This is sick. Someone stop this man.

[Dan Easton grabs his title belt and prepares to use it as a weapon. He
swings but the figure dodges it and kicks Easton in the gut. A Cradle DDT destroys
Easton in the center of the ring.]

Larry Dots: Somebody give this man a contract. He just destroyed three of the
SWF's finest.

[The figure picks up the title and raises it. The crowd gives a mixed
reaction pop. The figure once again reaches into his cloak and pulls out a lighter
and some oil. He pours the oil on the ropes. Then flicks the lighter....]

[FIRE!]

[They are all trapped in there. SWF officials run to ringside to put out the
fire.]

Figure: I guess you would all like to know who I am...

[The figure removes his hood....GASP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

[HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!!! HOLY SHIT!!!!]

[CHRIS SAINT IS BACK!!!!!!]